Frozen and etched in time,
the water upon the sand looking like slime.
The sky is dark but my heart is bright,
shining off the luminescence of the moonlight.
Time moves slowly, slowly going by,
but the waves crashing upon the sand ease my mind.
The sound around me is drowned out,
when all but a simple flower seems to sprout.
The flowers seem to surround me even more,
making the time seem even less a bore.
The flora and fauna are seeming very green,
although I know nothing is as it seems.
Leaves are blowing and tumbling in the light wind,
but somehow even that is seeming to dim.
My mind is light but my body is heavy,
and that the leaves that were once blowing,
are now much more steady.
This is a place of Peace, a place of calm,
and even more flowers are seeming to grow into my palm.
It's my mind, nice and peaceful,
not having to worry for once about something Dreadful.
I seem to be in control,
not having to deal with my emotions being tugged and pulled.
My mind is simply filled with exhilaration,
but something in me is still waiting with anticipation.
The Moonlight all of a sudden grows dark,
and all of a sudden I can hear an animals loud bark.
The flowers seem to dim and fade,
the peace in my mind now being spayed.
VOUS LISEZ
Kenn's Book Of Poems
PoésieWelcome to my book of poems, made by me. Every time I write a song, I'll put a fragment of it in, or just put a regular poem in. Are you ready for another bad poem?
